"Because... I'm serious, I don't have any opponents yet, but I will win every game...it's much easier to make it clear."

Sasuke looked at the change of Shibu's eyes. Even though he told himself not to bully people too much, he still couldn't help but say something to hit people.

But, it seems like I was sympathized just now?

Really, how could Keigo Shibe, who likes the gorgeous style the most, have such a bad understanding?

It’s better to choose a day than to meet the day, just after school today!

After half a year, he taught this gorgeous boy with a bit of a collapse in his mind, so that he could know how unlucky some ideas were!

"I am very angry! I am very angry now!"

Jibu didn't expect to get such an answer, and he thought about it carefully and it seemed that this guy was really too strong.

As for whether he is so strong that he really has no opponents, this clue cannot be judged, but sometimes when he sees this guy practicing alone, he will definitely not be worse than his profession level.

"Have you packed your tennis court? If it is inconvenient, my court is barely good."

Looking at the glaring eyes of Jibu, Sasuke didn't plan to comfort him at all. Before turning around and continuing to leave, he asked a question that made Jibu calm down in an instant.

tennis court...

"Of course I have packed up a long time ago. My tennis court at my home will definitely satisfy you. Do you have anything else to do now?"

He was asked to play tennis with voluntarily, and now all his energy has dissipated. He just asked Karachi to carry Sasuke and rushed home to play on the tennis court.

But he just made up for it. The reality is that they all have a lot to do.

"Let's go together, I'm going to say hello to my uncle. As the new minister of the tennis department and the guy who has just changed the rules of the tennis department, you also need to report to the coach."

Thinking about the identity of that uncle, Sasuke felt that there was no need for him to drive away with Jimen.

Because next, the goals are the same place.

"Your uncle? Wait a minute..."

Ishibe had heard before that Sasuke's family had only one uncle, but he didn't expect it to be in the Ice Emperor School.

And this is what it means, why does it feel that it has something to do with the tennis team? Could it be what he thought?

"Keigo Jibe, you performed well on the tennis court today, but you have lost one step. At least you should come to me to send a report first."

Shizutaro looked at the three teenagers who walked in with him. He threw this one aside and hung them on the other elementary school department for the time being.

The only thing he needs to pay attention to is to go beyond him as a coach and directly change the young master of the tennis department.

He actually knew this young man all the time, just like the Himebe family knew that Sasuke often played tennis with Himebe Keigo. As a parent, he just didn't say it, but it didn't mean he didn't care about what the situation of his children's friends at home was.

"Consultant Suga, I will send the report tomorrow morning. I am very sorry for the previous incident. I didn't expect the original tennis club to be so disappointing."

He lowered his head and apologized seriously, but Keigo Shibu did not think he did something wrong.

Although he wanted to win the tennis team, he really didn't expect that there was no one who could play.

Those seniors are not as good as those first-year graders to choose from later.

"The report and the development plan for the tennis department will be handed over to me before the department work tomorrow afternoon, so Sasuke will ask you to take care of it."

Shizutaro delayed the time of the samadhibe. He looked at Sasuke who was not paying attention to his image at all and twisted his arms with a racket. He could probably guess the result.

Keigo Shibu, who was taken to the tennis court, will not have the time or energy to write a development plan for the tennis department for the time being.

I took action again after half a year. I hope this kid doesn't go too far, at least I don't let the young master of the Jibu family fall into a coma on the tennis court.

"Since there is nothing else, let's leave first, see you uncle!"

Sasuke just took his tennis racket and left in this Ice Emperor school uniform.

Before leaving, I waved at Shizutaro, not caring about the consequences of this casual attitude, and maybe I would be adding some learning projects that I don’t like very much.

"What do you want to eat? I asked someone to prepare it."

Keigo Ishibe walked behind, said goodbye to Shirataro politely, and walked next to Sasuke after leaving.

Looking at Sasuke, who seemed to be in better shape than he was in the UK, while discussing the topic of supper, Shibu was already thinking about some information about the Sakaki family.

Although he grew up in the UK, he also knew that he would return here in the future and what environment he needed to be exposed to.

Before returning to China, he had known some families, consortiums, and various different forces here.

He knew that the head of the Suo family was rarely a free person who could be willful and wanton in front of the head of the family.

In most families, although the power of the head of the family is not necessarily the greatest, it is definitely the one with the most restraints.

And this one, except for taking a "son" home a few years ago, seems to have never heard of anything else that was done for the family.

Play tennis, learn music, be a teacher, go to various places to watch concerts, and often find professional tennis players from various countries to compete in private competitions...

"Sasuke, you said you didn't have an opponent before, are you serious?"

When Keigo Shibu recalled the information about Shirataro, he naturally knew Sasuke's identity. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and grasped the key point.

Although Kazutaro also had the experience of inviting professional players to play before, since three years ago, professional tennis players have been invited very frequently, and they are completely unrepeated.

So can he think that the guy who is fighting against those professional players is the guy next to him who seems to be about to fall asleep?

The most terrifying thing is...

According to this kind of development without invitation, is it that people will be let go after winning?

How is this possible?

Sasuke is only 12 years old, and he may not be 10 years old at the beginning. How could he win the professional level? This is simply a fantasy. Is this still a human being?

"I can only say that there is not yet, but I can't tell the future. Why, do you want to find an opponent for me?"

Sasuke yawned and opened his eyes lazily.

He didn't intend to hide anything. In fact, those tennis players did not erase all their game memories by him, but just modified some abnormal things.

Of course, it is actually just a matter of the agreement of a confidentiality agreement that can prevent those people from going out to say too much.

But, there is no professional level who can take the initiative to tell people that he once lost to a primary school student...

"Then can I think that you have never been serious when you compete with me over the years?"

Keigo Shibu didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to know if this bastard was always teasing him!

Although he had to admit that if he was really guessed, with his strength, he still felt very unhappy!
Chapter completed!